A Little Professional Anecdote

I had a meeting this morning–4 VP’s and me, the new kid.  We talked about workflows and technical stuff and what we’re going to pitch this afternoon.

After the meeting, I went to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee.  One of them came in behind me and said very quietly “You’re very good at that…”  and gave me a cryptic look.

“At making coffee?” I asked, and then poured the milk.

“No, at meetings.  You made all the right suggestions, you kept your focus on the messages we wanted to convey, and you made it all seem like their idea.  You’re very good.”

I laughed and said, “I’m a lady.”

He laughed as he put the milk back in the refridgerator and said, “That you are, but rest assured, you have a gift.”

Great Date Part 4: Bacon

Okay so maybe every date does not include bacon…but maybe it should.  My girlfriend and I had a delightful date of bacon last night and it went a little something like this:

Step one: I stopped by the Whole Foods on the way home from work & bought 1 lb of thick-cut country bacon.  YUM!

Step two: I brought home the bacon and fried it up in the pan — Peggy Lee styles.

Step three: Prepare the different flavors of bacon:

• Vanilla ~ chopped bacon in vanilla ice cream (the low-carb variety works just as well)
• Chocolate ~ dip your strips in dark chocolate, let them cool and dry. TO DIE FOR
• Orange glaze ~ one part orange juice, one part sugar, cook & reduce, cover the strips–De-lish
• PEANUT ~ cook one piece extra crispy & dip it in peanut butter, tres decadent
• Maple ~ dip one in maple syrup for old times’ sake.  Your senses will thank you.
• Old Fashioned ~ leave one plain, salty, supple, and warm.  Enjoy.

Blind-fold your lady and ask her to describe each delicacy.  Ask her to use emotional, visceral descriptors.  Let the evening take you where it may

Happy Eating, Butches.

B.Cassidy

There Ain’t No Secrets in NY

Here are 3 places I want you New York Butches to know about (and sorta selfishly hate myself for telling you).

1.  Raine’s Law Room –Named for “Raine’s Law” which allowed only Saloons to serve alcohol on Sundays (meaning any place with at least 5 rooms for rent); this 1920′s style speakeasy really takes this genre of establishment to the next level.  Secretive, sexy, and really smart; this is an experience that will make any savvy New York gal swoon.  Have a drink and hit the town–there are great restaurants nearby.  Or on those beautiful evenings you never want to end, cap things off with a vintage cocktail and talk til dawn.  So romantic.  Take a look at the wallpaper while you’re there.  Tres chic, Les Frique.

2. The Campbell Apartment — Named for the tycoon who once held his office here (John W. Campbell, father of modern science fiction); the Campbell apartment is a not-so-secret spot somewhat hidden within the walls of New York’s iconic Grand Central Terminal.  On off-hours (non-travel time), one could sit all day with a chess board or even a lap-top and do all ones thinking, writing, and drinking.  Enjoy the spirits that haunt this space, the ones that dance upon the tongue and upon the periphery of one’s consciousness are at home in this very same space.  Drink it all in.

3. The Frying Pan Only in New York, only in the summer, this outdoor bar/grille sits out on the Hudson like a secret pier party.  Whether you choose to fry yourself and your own precious skin on its upper decks, or you sit below and celebrate through sunset, this low-key non-scene is an amazing way to unwind with friends at the end of a long day where you’ve been cooped up in an over-air-conditioned office.  Grab a game of scrabble and head down to Chelsea.  Cross over the West Side Highway and take a deep breath.  You’re off the grid and off the clock.  Drink up and enjoy.

Cheers dears,

E.I.B.